Over the years, going to our clothes option beach, I acquired a fascination with another man’s cock after I started to go to there in the summer of ’78. I had cycled out that way, found the signs and basically dared myself to go down and find out what the place was all about. Yet where I ended up, was in a section where it was all guys. I did not realize at the time this was the gay section, although nothing happened in the way of man-to-man sex at that time. I eventually found another trail, that had me in the area where there was a wonderful mix of naked bodies. I certainly enjoyed the mix of shapes and sizes, both bodies as well as genitalia. My first was not long to wait, well a couple of years but who’s counting? I was driving a part-time weekend taxi and was radioed to pick up a fare from a local club.
The guy was a bit tipsy but quiet. As I drove the route to his home, crossing a local bridge, I felt him lightly stroking my right thigh. I looked over and he asked if it bothered me, and if so, he would stop. I told him it felt nice, at which time he then moved his fingers over my crotch, unzipping my slacks and taking out my penis. He twiddled around my cock head as it responded to the touching and then while driving next to a crowded bus, he leaned over to take my hardening cock into his mouth.
Thankfully it was a rainy dark ride, so no one was paying attention even if they were looking towards us. He stopped his slow sucking to use his fingers to again lightly twiddle my cock head. He would take my pre-cum and suck his fingers then go back for more.
When we got to his place he invited me in, where he led me straight to the master bedroom, then into the ensuite, where I stripped and got into the large shower stall with him. As I stood under the very warm, cascading water, he soaped up his hands and proceeded to thoroughly wash me down. He had me turn around, then lean forward, placing my hands on the shower wall and moving my feet wider. Slowly he washed/massaged my whole back and butt then down to my ankles, slowly massaging the inner portion of my legs, thighs, until I felt a finger pressing into my manhole. His finger stayed there and moved in and out.
Making sure it was slippery enough, he inserted his douche shower head inside, and turned the water up a bit as he filled me. He whispered the instructions to tell him when to stop, then I was to go and release the water. After I had done that, following his instructions, I entered the shower and he repeated the procedure. Once all this was down, he guided me to the master king-sized bed and laid me face down. He then left me in that prone position.
After, ”I was not sure how long”, he came back in and started to run very warm oil over my back and legs. Then started to massage me from shoulders to ankles and back up. A repeat of the shower massage only without the soapy fingers. He pushed my legs as wide as they would go, then dribbled oil at the top of my butt crack.
What an amazing sensation as it traversed past my asshole. He spent a good time massaging my ass cheeks, every once in a while teasing my asshole with an oily finger. He started to give me a body-to-body rub and that is the first I felt his very hard cock as it glided inside my ass cheeks. ”Put your hands back and pull your cheeks far apart” I was instructed.
He then slowly placed the head of his cock at my hole. He started to push really slowly, then stopped as I took a deep breath to relax. Then pushed again until he was slowly fucking my manhole. Although there was a clock next to the bed, I never looked and lost track of time.
Eventually, he picked up the pace and made a load moaning as he hammered and stopped as his cock released its load. He stayed inside for some time, still hard before he plopped out. What was wild, he went down and licked my cream pie manhole.
We went back into the shower to clean our sweaty bodies and that is when I took control, reversing the position, whereby I had him lean up against the wall, forced his legs apart then slowly pushed my hard soapy cock into his fuckhole. I pumped for a while before telling him to bend over. I had him hold onto his ankles, pumping him more before I let my cock fire the load deep inside him.
I was spent.
Yet I realized I had to get back to work. So I quickly had a final shower, dressed and thanked him for this amazing experience. As I was leaving, he invited me to come back any time. I never did go back to his place because he had a Master/Husband and I was not sure who would be home if I went over.
A few weeks later, I was driving my regular weekend shift, when I got a trip dispatched to me to pick up two gentlemen at a residence some distance away. When I arrived, I went to the door, knocked and then went back to my limo to wait for my fairs. The back door eventually opened and to my surprise, it was my previous HOT customer and his Master/Husband. As he never said anything to me, I figured he had forgotten me that night. As I drove back to their place, they got cuddly and started to make out in the back, such that I was instructed to drive a longer route.
The Master/Husband asked if I knew where we could park for a while. We ended up in a very quiet out-of-the-way area where I safely parked the limo. As they got heavier into action, I pulled up the middle divider to get them more privacy, to which I heard a slight tap on the screen. I was requested to come into the back area. Throwing caution to the wind, I got out of the front and into the back, seeing both naked in the heat of the moment.
The Master/Husband asked if I was good with what is about to happen, to which I said something like ”Go For It!” So I stripped, and leaned up against the partition, slowly stroking my cock as I watched the Master/Husband fuck him silly. The limo I had been assigned was not super long, so I was able to masturbate in a way where my cock was easily reached by the hungry mouth of the bottom in this event. I slumped down a bit more and then there was a warm wet mouth taking over the pleasure of my cock. That mouth took it very slowly as I suspect he was timing the filling of both his holes. I told him I was about to cum to which his Master/Husband really picked up the pace. We both came hard, almost at the same time. We relaxed for a while, then I dressed, got out to open the trunk for a few baby wipes I carried for cleaning the car.
So that is how my first spit roast came about but not my last for sure. Got back into the driver’s seat, and slowly drove them to their place. Both thanked me for being such a good and open-minded driver, and Iwas handed a semi-thick envelope. As I watched them go inside, I thought to myself, what a way to end the year, New Year’s Eve 1980
